as i lie i know its true
that aphrodite has sent me you
a queen to love, a queen to muse
a queen to tie me to cupids ruse
a bond to cherish
a face to ravish
you turn a pauper from the lavish
this ode's unfit
to catch your wit
but my heart, i swear, an endless flit
so let it be known
to queen from drone
from here unto, im never lone
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 12:25 PM UTC
her spine
lay lengthwise
speed bumps for my
fingers
to carefully explore—
tracing out tattoos of a
satisfied itch
i mustn’t get too eager
idyllic in my state
sunken into my bed
and head into pillow
and my chest for hers
her cheek rides like
rolling whitecaps of the
ocean
upon my rising breast
her head is here
but her mind soars elsewhere
anchored in clouds of sleep
while i lay grounded
stroking across her back
staring at my
ceiling
drinking in all i can
with my finger tips
etching a route through
her spine
Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 10:00 AM UTC
under these ocean waves
sheltered from apollo’s rays
old neptune’s tower lays
with travertine and marbled glaze
and filled to brim with tiny faes
the twilight crawls with little haste
to bring a night that lasts for days
Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 9:57 AM UTC
Before Old Charon
I now stand
A bushel of berries
for this ferryman
The guardsman of fate
expresses his guilt
For the broken promises
he has spilt
forget the italics
of my brash remark
ford the wide styx
sings the deathly lark
a limerick of longing
hollows my mind
the verbal flogging
hardens my heart from the kind
Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 9:56 AM UTC
and in it she stood
awash with crescented chrysanthemums
with honeysuckle skin and wisteria eyelashes
and with it i said
if nights were like coins
id spend them all on you
and twinkle them between my fingers
shaking them up and admiring
the glint and value of
the night and its stars
and the coppery, nickel-y dusk
that stains my hand with
the bouquet of metal and flowers
goldenrod warmth
from nights and coins
invariably spent
alongside only you
with a perfume of
evening
and pressing summer heat
and my whispers and promises
that tell you
that if nights were like coins
id spend them all on you
Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 2:56 AM UTC
She bore my soul
as the sun bears an orbit,
a volcano-skinned corona filling
My soul, caught by Sol
My satellite spirit
Tumbles just out of reach
You warm me and
suspend me in thine beauty
You arrest me and attract me
But I know to keep my distance
For one mis-teetered keeling
skins my delicate organs
and erupts me inside your
volcano lined furnace
As a star does
to it’s most foolish of followers
Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 11:52 AM UTC
a ruddy thrush of experience
artifacts your chest
opal sheers of lineage
marred by remains
of precise and careful
additions to a calcium
body
accented by a
lightning storm quicksilver
river
coursing across neck
and chest
a mark to guide
breaths of life into you
Feb 12, 2015
Feb 12, 2015 at 10:34 AM UTC
a good too many
snaps and cracks
from the skeletal forest
a gentle brushing
from an acrylic wind
that promenades itself
on marble toes
that crack and shatter
in gouache throes of
violence that
gilds the branches in
flowing starlight
a craggy ribcage
of sprouts and succulents
that paint a scene with
watercolor irony
an eager scrawling
of earthbound rabble
that hops freight trains
and skips life away
a conflict of self
flourished in opals
and ravished in
scented velvet
a good too many
fears and
desires
Feb 12, 2015
Feb 12, 2015 at 10:33 AM UTC
in the temple at delphi
upon the steps afront
my crown of wire lay
a pile of birds
sat crossed in thirds
my lungs resigned in splay
phobos’ kiss afflicts with bliss
amongst the thistled dirt
the sowing of a new isle
what once was old
and now is true
are a bygone from the blue
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 11:29 PM UTC
what a twisted portrait
i now find myself in
a warped frame
broken at its corners
my colors are leaking out
i am free
my frown distorted to my teeth
my bones overgrowing my eyes
my mirth overflows and
fills the room
my candlelight scored
by the apollo of friendship
my twisted portrait
shredded in sum
i am now a positron to
a dipole
my teeth have grown tenfold
and now sit incumbently
outside my own mouth
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 11:29 PM UTC